It’s a strange phenomenon, the Only Way is Essex. Yet it is such compelling viewing. I love it.

I'm in Essex girl

I’m sure the majority of you have heard of it or seen it by now. It’s a group of people, mid twenties, making their way in Essex. The gossip, the girls, the booze. Everything.

Mark Wright is the leader of the group if you like, stringing along a trio of beauties. Thumbs up to him.

Apparently the show is ”fixed”, I don’t buy it. Sure, as the credits state the show is set up for your entertainment, but I do believe it is purely improvised, and which the people involved deserve an unbelievable amount of credit.

The stars of the show get alot of criticism which is harsh. They are leading a glamorous lifestyle. You can bet your bottom dollar living in Essex isn’t boring.

This is summarised by the show, The Only Way is Essex, now showing a second series on ITV 2.

If Sport, most notably football, needed a reminder that it’s just a game, then this week was a stark reminder.

First, the harrowing scenes coming out of Japan. Over in the UK, I think it’s safe to say we will never experience such brutal and home destroying conditions. My thoughts sorely go to Japan at this difficult time. God knows how long it will take to recover from that.

Onto more extraordinary news, the outbreak of cancer from two players in the football industry, Eric Abidal of Barcelona and former England captain Bryan Robson.

When there is arguments over certain defeats, fall outs from games, and general murmurings of the game, just take a minute and side and cast your thoughts on how those guys are feeling.

Eric Abidal, a fine defender playing for the World’s best team, probably of all time, is having treatment today to remove a liver tumour. I wish the player a speedy recovery and hope it doesn’t hamper his performances on the pitch.

Bryan Robson, former Man Utd player and England captain, is receiving treatment for throat cancer. Again, I wish Robson a speedy recovery.

At times when players worldwide act like pampered spoilt brats, it’s high time they sit up and take notice that they lead an excellent and rewarding life.

And time they start respecting that. ‘Cos truly, they are the lucky ones.

For the past two or so years now, one celebrity panel show has rose above them all: Celebrity Juice. It’s like a more light hearted Never Mind the Buzzcocks, in that the guests are slagged yet there is a genuine light heartedness about.

The host, Leigh Francis alter ego Keith Lemon, is absolute genius anchoring the show. His ability to tell jokes, add to the humour and keep the show ticking is fabulous to watch.

Bang Tidy!

The two captains the very beautiful Holly Willoughby and the slightly beautiful Fearne Cotton are similarly brilliant. It is a real entertainment show and whilst kids of young age should steer clear, the more mature people of this world will roar with laughter.

The show has now a big pull. Stars of the entertainment sector are now willing to join in the fun. And you should start tuning in too.

The fast pace of the show is incredible, and gives a tiny insight into the goings on in Hollywood. Well, we’re all a bit obsssed with Hollywood aren’t we? The show’s guest stars are well chosen, and integrate into the show nicely.

The cast have great chemistry, as you would expect after such a lengthy time filming together. But, like any show, it must come to and end. The seventh series currently being shown on Sky Atlantic HD, is the penultimate season. No worries though guys, a movie is lined up. What a cracker that will be.

Ari: I don’t make the rules. Not all of them anyways.

I’ve gone over 100 words without even mentioning the star of the show: Ari Gold. What a character. His one liners are most likely the best in the business. He is played by the brilliant Jeremy Piven who has won acclaim for the work he has done.

I will miss watching Entourage. Well new ones anyway. The DVDs will work just as well. For Entourage has been the best programme in my generation.

I woke up at half 8 today, set my laptop up and was ready for go. By 8 57 am, I was in the queue for an all weekend ticket at T in the Park.

By 9 02 am when I finally got through, they were all sold out.

Nightmare. Been looking forward to this one for ages. I’d love to see Tinie Tempah and Mumford & Sons. I need to get that ticket somehow. I’m gonna pay over the odds, no doubt, but it will be worth it.

The atmosphere at T is just magical. It can’t be beat. 80,000 screaming scots is incredible.

I hope to go again this year. The line up isn’t as great as last year, but it’s not far off.